Monsters

When people usually think of monsters, their first thought is usually of a big, brooding thing full of razor-sharp claws and a mouth full of fangs, dripping with blood. Something terrifying that crawls straight out of our nightmares and into our thoughts. Something vicious. Something wicked. Something deadly.
From a young age we are taught that monsters don't exist, but why do we still hide under the covers late at night from such things? In the darkness, things are warped. Changed and transformed. That pile of clothes on a chair turns into a demon watching you with hungry eyes. The strange shadow on the wall becomes a phantom ghost coming to haunt you. And God knows what's under the bed and in the closet.
But such things are nothing but childish fantasies. Right? I thought so too until I befriended the monster under my bed.